my baby me she would meet me on the street stood behind a lamppost, I could only see her now I'm not one to grumble, don't want to be a but silly bitch Jane Fonda's got a lot to answer for the women of the world that the only way to win work out `til you burn out and you'll get slim i rushed her to the restaurant and called the maitre d', oh me her up, fill her up load up, up her to the top fill her up, her up keep it coming, it coming let it stop we staggered from the restaurant feeling in the i slipped the liquor store and gave the man a wink my baby got the shivers, you've got to stop and think what doing to your body with this evil demon drink said the poison that you're buying eat away your brain i said you'd better up before you go insane knocked her off her soapbox, her to the bar, and shouted fill her up, her up down `em, `em her to the top fill her up, her up keep `em coming, keep `em never let them right, one more tequilla with a little umbrella on it okay, a bloody mary a little shot of bourbon on the side too many minnies they're out to our fun out for sister anna she's the one who bangs the the drum now you may think i'm worried by the screwballs that i just to prove i'm not throw a party in the street everyone's invited, but got to take the pledge leave behind your scruples, let me take you to the everything in moderation the golden rule away all pleasure, that seems kind of cruel to give the power got to give them fuel, so i say fill em up, em up lead em, em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, never let it em up, fill em up lead em, em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, let it stop fill her up, her up... (repeat to fade)